"Thank you..."Looking at the prophet's old and wrinkled face, the warm smile of gratitude, and the faint thank you, Xu Ze also smiled slightly. Shaking his head, he said, "You're welcome..."

I can hear this local sentence spoken by Xu Ze. There was a slight hint of surprise in the prophet's eyes. Then he quickly smiled again, took two deep breaths, and said slowly with some effort: "Sure enough... He is the chosen son. I learned the language of God so quickly..."

"The Chosen One? Divine Language? Xu Ze raised his eyebrows a little puzzled. But he was still very excited. This prophet says that he is the chosen son of God. It's a lot of money.

"Your strength is the power of God...", after taking a deep breath, the Prophet said. The spirit seems to be much better. In the dim eyes, there was a glimmer of light. looked at Xu Ze and said slowly: "I'm in a coma. Feeling the approach of death. But... Your strength saved me... In addition to the power of God. I can't imagine anyone who can fight against death..."

"Huh?" Hearing the words of the prophet, Xu Ze couldn't help but be shocked, under the control of his silver needle, the person was definitely in a deep state of sleep, and the person who was administered the needle. It was impossible to have any thoughts, but I could not have imagined that the prophet could still feel the danger that had occurred during his operation. and the help he has given him.

Looking at the look of surprise on Xu Ze's face, the prophet smiled slowly: "I am the spokesman of God. I can naturally feel what others can't: and you are the chosen one, far more powerful than ordinary people. I can feel your power, of course. ”

Xu Ze was not surprised by the prophet's words, he had already discovered from the beginning that this prophet did have powerful spiritual powers. In that extremely weak situation, you can still maintain such a peaceful gaze. There is also a clear consciousness, which is enough for Xu Ze to know something. But it was a little surprising to him that this prophet's spiritual power could be so strong.

But anyway. Since this prophet thinks that he is the chosen son of this fisherman, Xu Ze naturally will not deny this title.

If the title of the chosen son of oneself can be recognized by the four guardian tribes, it is much more useful than the head street of the good friend of the Moakli tribe.

In the future, we want to carry out any exploration activities on this temple. That's naturally more casual and easy, and even has the cooperation of the four tribes, such a good thing. Xu Ze naturally couldn't push it out.

Xu Ze looked at the prophet. He smiled lightly and said, "I don't know if I'm the chosen one, but no matter what, I'll do my best to get you back to health as soon as possible... Then redirect the Moakli tribe onwards! ”

"It is my duty to lead the Moakli tribe to protect the temple. Rest assured, the chosen son. Since God is not willing to let me go, then I will naturally contribute all my strength to God! "Comrade Prophet's faith is very firm, and Xu Ze, the chosen son of God, is here. He was also very confident in his recovery, and even began to think about how he would continue to contribute to God after his recovery.

For Comrade Prophet's belief, Xu Shenzi also appreciated it very much, and at the same time hoped that Comrade Prophet could recover as soon as possible, so Xu Shenzi reluctantly left after carefully admonishing the nurse on the side several times.

General Zuma was furious that the Guardian Tribes had sent a large number of men to besiege the camp of the Chinese medical team. Early in the morning of the second day. A large number of local troops were dispatched.

More than a dozen armored vehicles. At 10 a.m., hundreds of heavily armed Zuma soldiers surrounded the makeshift camp of the entire Moakli tribe.

In the midst of the sacred mountains, General Zuma is quite taboo against these natives. But these natives came out of the sacred mountain. Then they no longer have the strength to pose a threat to Zuma's army.

Therefore, this small army, with the help of modern high-tech equipment, surrounded hundreds of natives in a menacing manner. All kinds of weapons are safe, ready to annihilate this barbaric group of natives at any time.

These natives served as elite warriors of the Moakli tribe. Naturally, it's not something that is afraid of death, in order to defend the Prophet. They don't even want their lives.

Now under the command of several chiefs, the arrows are wound. The various standard wheels were also raised, ready for a counterattack at any time.

This Captain Pan saw that the fight was about to start outside, so he naturally hurriedly ran over to inform Xu Ze that after all, the crisis had been lifted now. Instead, they were exterminated. That is not in line with Huaxia's purpose.

And maybe. If this is discovered by some countries, it will definitely be used as an excuse to attack China. Say that the Chinese Shilima practiced the race and that massacre or something. That's a problem.

Xu Ze heard this, but he was also anxious. I finally rescued the old prophet. And he mixed up the name of the chosen son. This Mokli tribe will be an important reliance for their future march into the temple? But there must be no leakage again, classmate Xu Shenzi. He is very concerned about his future faithful Moakli tribesmen. The native soldiers who settled in Moakley. It was time to fight against Zuma's army in full gear. It appeared in the center of the two armies in time. The matter was intervened and circumvented.

"Maca Maca..." Xu Ze rushed to the middle of the two armies and glanced at it. Those crowds are outraged. Dancing spears in hands, fangs and claws. Actually, it was a paper tiger Moakli native: and then he looked at the opposite side of the road, which was already in a good position with armored vehicles. Zuma's army ready to attack at any time. He quickly waved his hand and shouted loudly in Lima. signal them not to fire".

, The leading officer of Zuma's army naturally knew him, and when he saw Xu Ze standing up and signaling not to fire, he quickly gave an order. Tell your subordinates to put their guns away.

Seeing that Zuma's army had put away their guns, Xu Ze turned to the natives and said loudly and solemnly: "And horsepower. and horsepower... Pumping the Mochari...,

The big chieftain standing among the natives saw Xu Ze appear, and the other party also put away his weapon. This heart is a relief. I heard Xu Ze's skillful divine language to make everyone put away their weapons. He also quickly waved his hand at the soldiers. Putting away those sharp bows and arrows and the like, seeing that both parties had put away their weapons, Xu Ze stepped forward. Communicate with the leader of Zuma's army, Major Chimo. After agreeing to leave dozens of soldiers to strengthen the escort team, the dozen or so armored vehicles were sent away, and then they stepped forward to pacify the natives of the Mokli tribe.

Although the big chief did not know that Xu Ze had been promoted to the Chosen Son by the Prophet, he was very grateful to Xu Ze, a good friend of Mokli, for saving Mokli's warriors again, and immediately warmly called Xu Ze a brother, and asked Xu Ze how he learned the divine language of protecting the tribe again.

For this. Xu Ze naturally smiled mysteriously. He didn't know how to explain it, but he used it to pretend to look away. Tell the Great Chief to wait and ask the Prophet that He will tell him the answer.

Xu Ze believes. When the big chief really asked the prophet about this, the prophet would naturally give the best explanation, and at the same time, Xu Ze's identity as the chosen son of God. Naturally, it was approved by the Great Chief.

In the end, it was completely confirmed.

With the Mokli tribe as the strong backing of Xu Shenzi's classmates. Then enter the temple later. It wasn't easy: even if he really wanted to do something at the temple, there would naturally be the old prophet and the great chief of the Mokli tribe going to communicate with several other tribes.

With the face of these two, maybe there is even a chance to completely confirm the identity of this chosen son in several tribes. That's even better.

Xu Ze buckles the letter to his ability. Plus the assistance of a knife. Maybe it's not too difficult, but it's right.

For Xu Ze's words. The Great Chief is convinced. Then he hurriedly ran into the camp of the medical team and went to consult with the prophet Xu Ze was smug with a smug smile. Walk back to the camp. Wait for this big chief to come and get close to him.

Sure enough, there were no surprises at all. The Prophet of supreme and unquestionable status among the Guardian Tribe. Soon, Comrade Chief accepted the identity of Xu Ze's chosen son.

Listening to the prophet's step-by-step teachings, the great chief patted his head. Annoyed. He even called himself a brother to the Chosen Son. It's really disrespectful: at the same time secretly wake up. No wonder I came here yesterday with my own escort of the Prophet. No one here understands their own words, not even anyone who enters the camp by themselves.

And Miko-sama doesn't know the language of God yet. But he was able to figure out what he meant, and he performed a miracle and saved the Prophet: and overnight. Learned the divine language of the guardian tribe. Sure enough, it's the chosen son...

At the moment, the big chief was busy running out to see Lord Xu Shenzi. And I apologize to the Chosen Son for my first indignity.

For the sowing of Comrade Great Chief. Xu Shenzi is naturally magnanimous. He was very generous in forgiving Comrade Great Chief for his disrespect with the bearing of the Chosen Son.

At the same time, he declares that he does not care whether he is the real chosen son or not. They will definitely heal the Prophet and make a little contribution to the protection of the tribe as the chosen son.

The pious Grand Chief, the magnanimity and humility of the Chosen Son. I was amazed. At the same time, he deeply identified with the identity of Lord Xu Seed. And warmly invite Lord Xu Shenzi to the native camp. Accept the enthusiasm of the people of the land.

And Captain Pan led a group of guards. Stand at the door of this camp. Watching those originally fierce natives bow to Xu Ze one by one respectfully, they were dumbfounded...